Bip Bip

I never said I was going to write something great every day. I won't be writing something as beautiful as William Shakespeare or as different as Roald Dahl, as sarcastic as Douglas Noel Adams or as classic as John Ronald Reuel Tolkien.
No.  
Wait.  
A thought is stricking me. 
Tolkien had an awful lot of surnames and so did Adams.
Taking my coat. Going to the Register Office. I will just be a minute. I will make a few changes.

Freezing and slowly putting back my coat on the chair.
You are really being silly.
You will keep your name as it is and that is the end of the discussion. 


And then you will write that blog. To sink that routine into you until it becomes so ingrained that you don't even think of it any more. It will be an automated process.
Bip. Bip.
End of message. The robot is going to shut down for today.